Thursday 20 November 2014

YOU FOUND ME...

I'd waited,
Had been waiting,
It's what I'd learnt to do best.

How else could I do anything, else?
I was promised.
I believed in it.
All powers that did promise,
Sometimes,
It's all you have left,
To believe,
Because if not that,
You are more than lost.

I hoped,
That one day I'll celebrate me.
Hope, 
Of one day belonging,
Being a part of a bigger whole.

I was lost.
I needed you to find me.
Bring me back to life.
Tell me that even when it is dark, morning will come.

I prayed.
In life it is an art you learn to master the hard way,
Because as human beings we are too juiced to be superior,
To tell ourselves we can do it all on our own.
When deep down we know that is far from the truth.
We all need an anchor.
We all need an anchor.
At every point in our lives.
We all need an anchor.

I cried.
Many times.
I could not carry it,
Bear it by myself.
Take a new step,
Treading through tides,
And it was hard.
The ground seemed more friendly than the sky.
And in most times,
I wiped them myself.

Insecure,
Not believing there was any possibility of a positive outcome,
On the ground,
Couldn't go any lower.
Unsure,
Of all chances to be rescued.

You found me,
And now,
I smile.
 

 
 

Monday 10 November 2014

THE WAVE...

The wave won't carry me,
I'm stronger than the weakness of my knee,
For every time there is a need,
I'll blow it off and do what is expected of me,
even if it breaks what's left of me.

The night was dark,
But nothing to dim the brightness of his heart.
It had been a while since he felt the lack,
Not to say of his running-out luck.


The armour had seen better,
And all the while he knew he had a carer,
One who beat them all,
She was fairer.

But this night was darker,
She did nothing but look away,
He had been a charmer,
But that was heartbreaks away.

Every wave of  the sword,
Every fist thrown,
It was by her name he swore,
That with every distance it would grow.

But it had been a long time coming,
And the threshold of her patience was slimming,
Anything but slow.

He stared at her back,
All the while in the dark,
He'd been used to barks,
Nothing as sleek as the memories he had of her,
And here she was,
Perhaps the memories,
Same that kept him strong,
Made her weak.

She wouldn't leave,
And though he was there,
He didn't know what to feel,
Hate or love.

The wave,
Of guilt and regret,
what he should have said,
Things he should have done,
All turned against him,
Like she had.

Where does one start,
While at the very end,
The first steps,
Looking like they are your last.

When all powers known to you,
Seem to be against you.

His armour,
Had seen better,
His shield, his sword,
The fists, all landed him here,
And he knew the last thing
of what to say.

They are who he is.
She is who she was.
But where does one draw the boundary?
Of when to be proud,
And when to be ashamed.
While he sat in the dark,
staring at her back.

She,
She'd waited too long,
She knew what she wanted.
It was him.
But it had been a long time coming.
And the shield,
Had seen better,
The fists, landed her there.

Her back sleek,
So was her future.
One she intended to defend,
Fight for.
It had been a long time coming,
It was time to face the wave,
Even if it got her to her knee.

Every sunrise and sunset,
It was by his name she swore.
That with every distance it would grow,
And the threshold of her patience,
Was slimming,
Anything but slow.

Her sleek back,
Left behind.
She faced forward,
To the war zone she knew nothing of,
But,
It was the future,
It is the life.

The wave won't carry her.
She 's stronger than the weakness on her knee,
For every time there is a need,
She'll blow it off and do what is expected of her,
Even if it breaks what's left of her.

Wednesday 5 November 2014

I'M HUMAN...

I'm human,
I walk, and I run,
I can cry, and I can fight.

All that I've been,
Make it so.

The choices I've made,
The marks I've left.

All the best show who I've been.




I'm only human,
My daughter's mother,
My husband's wife,
I know not how to be anyone else.

I'm human,
I've made mistakes,
Moves I've regretted soon as I committed them,
Sins I have paid for in ways only I understand,
Loved those who did not deserve it,
Cursed those I should have held dear.

Am I not human?
Twisted in ways even humans cannot undo?

My nature has allowed me to do what I thought was right.
To be the wife I should be,
Become the queen of my kingdom.

I am human,
Only human.

I can see all you se,
And take in a different view,
See what you see,
And listen to what you hear,
But when the sun goes down,
I will only write my story,
With the pen only I hold.

But I don't want to be you,
To hide behind the rights and the wrongs,
Of rules I do not understand.
I'm only human.
I am this human.